ISLE OF POETRY

[Shamim Ansary]

S A B O T E U R

by Ahemed Shamim Ansary

My birth doesn’t appear before me as an opportune
I could be begotten a bit earlier to inscribe my fortune.
During 1971, if I were a vivacious young as I am now
Must have become a valiant freedom fighter, I vow!

I could take part in the Liberation War for my Country
As an invincible safeguard, a vigilant weariless sentry.
Whether I attended or not, history must not be different
I’d be a gallant warrior to the top of my cherished bent.

Our vigorous fighters’ strenuous toils, I could lessen a bit
By helping them to assist the bastard Pak-tyrants to find Pit.
A vindictive observer of  â€™71’s War cry, a victim rancorous:
Awesome carnage, implausible vandalism, lechery ravenous.

Going to the War, horror of ’71 I could intensely witness:
Horror, pitfall & doom of the unnerved oppressor, witless.
Warfare both front and guerrilla- air, rural, naval or urban
Pistol, Rocket launcher, LMG, Grenade, SLR or Stengun.

I’d not bring the horrendous Genocide to a quiescent halt
But co-commandos & I could make the occupants for a bolt.
Two latent, inevitable options: Martyrdom or Independence
Neither vacillation, trepidation in myself, nor reluctance.

Motherly Bangladesh, dear mother & unseen beloved pretty
Could be my ingrained inspirations immense, never petty.
Till Death I’d proclaim vehemently- an evenhanded boast
Such a Death for Motherland, I deem, is the precious most.

* Saboteur was published in THE MUSE,
the little magazine of the Department of English, in its Fifth Issue (November-December 2008)

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T R E E

by Ahemed Shamim Ansary

Let’s Plant two saplings before leaving the earth
Make the earth prettier than the time of our birth.

Safeguard others by shouldering ‘em on our trunk
Extend our branches to shade others as to be frank
Generate Oxygen for others at their weal & woe
Offer blooming flowers to reconcile with the foe.

Honour the toils of the soil that energize our gains
Acknowledgment to all alleviates all kind of pains
Achievements are piled up by contribution of many
Feeling of gratefulness by no means costs a penny
A rootless life speeds up an existence to stigmatize
Let’s not be failed to remember roots, which vitalize.



*Tree was published in the Poetry Fair, the wall magazine of the department of English, DIU

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by Ahemed Shamim Ansary

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L O V E  S O N G

by Ahemed Shamim Ansary

I’ve esteemed nobody before so intensely in this way
It’s true, I’m grateful to you & on no account go away.
You’re my first ever companion, well-wisher & guide
None but you have the utmost right to love me or chide.

Fittingly you shroud subterranean anguish that looks lean
I avow, you’re the paramount personality I’ve ever seen
My affliction ails and ecstasy lets you in seventh heaven
For you? Petite: entire earth, headdress amaranth woven

Whatever good in me is your contribution, bad is mine
It is by no means feasible to reimburse my debt to thine!
Your sheer melancholy, I discern, will prod my empathy,
In my bliss, I’ll side with you, without a slender of apathy.

You nourished, schooled, moulded me & nothing is due
Oh my very dear Mother, I loved, love & will be loving you!

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I N C O N G R U I T Y

by Ahemed Shamim Ansary

I confront incongruity here & there, every now & then
As if, we’ve overwhelmed the society & become insane!
Proliferated crooked leaders: old politics gives no hope;
Meritorious lags behind while “special candidates” cope.

Prohibited parking is very common; Doctors are in clinic
Unfounded cost of commodities has turned into a chronic.
Contaminated, unhygienic foods & goods are at booming
Pre-marriage unethical love & adultery are mushrooming.

Fixed-Price shops allow bargain; people refuge mendacity
Without self-proceeds in the least kind, there lack alacrity.
Corruption axes Governmental-nongovernmental potency
Import is imposed; jute & sugar mills pursue stagnancy

What else can Allah do when we’re bestowed with sense?
Just our Firm Will can heave from this chasm of fall, dense.


*Incongruity was published in the Poetry Fair, the wall magazine of the department of English, DIU

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In memory of my late father who has passed away on 12th October 2011...